One of the aspects I have a love/hate relationship with in regards to NaNoWriMo is the forums. It would be nice to chat along with people who are doing the same thing as you, but frequently it's pretty much the same thing as reading the comments on a random news article (or YouTube video). I don't really have a lot to say to other writers (or other artists) unless we share common interests (and not common activities). Even then, our personalities have to mesh a bit. The best way to put it is that I'd rather talk intelligently with someone about music, or a great movie I watched, or the Blazers or something than talk with someone about the role of creativity in their life. The people that I get along with generally just have accepted that they are creative people, and get down to the business of doing work. They don't wring their hands about it, and they don't talk that much about it. They produce work, and talk about that.
Put it another way - I read a thread that asked what book had changed your life. My answer was complicated; I chose a Vonnegut short story, a French graphic novel, Matt Groening's "Life in Hell" strips, and Camus' "The Stranger." Fully half of the other people who had bothered to respond replied with either "Lord of the Rings" or "Harry Potter." That's cool, I'm not judging (and really enjoyed "The Hobbit"), but that's not common ground any more than the fact that we're all trying to write a book this month is. But the thread that really grinds my gears was one about whether or not you'd let a significant other read your work.
Part of the issue I have is that the sort of people I like to talk with understand their creative impulses are way more interesting to them than they are to anyone else. The challenge, as I see it, is to channel all of those emotions and thoughts that run through your head into something else meaningful. The finished product is interesting (although I'm totally up for helping a friend who's struggling with their project, even if all that's needed is to lend an ear and a little encouragement), everything getting to that stage isn't glamorous and is nothing more than just plain work. One of the worst (and truest) stereotypes about creative folk is that they're constantly trying to make you read their newest poem or whatever, and keep pushing them on completely disinterested people. It comes down to a constant need for approval, and that kind of neediness is off-putting. And this thread was full of people for whom it was of the utmost importance that their poor significant other had to read everything, even first drafts.
Again, my approach is that I'll let anyone read my work when I'm done with it. Rough drafts are for my eyes only, and I might invite people that I know are capable editors into the process once I've whipped it into some kind of shape. Until then, I'm not going to torture someone I love with something that's not only not the best that I can do, but also probably riddled with stupid errors and typos that will take them out of my story in the first place. It's just being considerate. It's enough for me for some people to know that I write, I don't need pep talks to help me bring something completely unnecessary into the world. But then, the NaNo forums are very much a rah-rah place, where the mere act of writing a book is empowerment to the max, and the question of quality and how to achieve it isn't a discussion that a lot of people want to think about it. That's cool, too. Maybe trying to write a book will help other people become better readers; I'm not sure you can fully appreciate what it takes to put together a novel (or a work of art) until you've flailed around yourself.
But man, the idea of all these poor boyfriends across the land, getting a stack of sloppily spelled fanfic dropped in their lap with a hopeful/demanding look begging for approval? I hope my sweetie appreciates my undershare; sparing her that pain is the only way I know to let her know how much I value her.